He scoffs and pushes open the door. Green eyes go wide at the sight of me. Layers of tulle and gossamer puff out from my hips and down, making me look every inch the princess this gown is cut to represent. The sweetheart neckline is my favorite part though. It leaves my shoulders bare and the delicate tattoo of Sean’s and Colt’s names across my collarbone is front and center.
“Are we really getting married today?” I ask.
“Hell yes, we are. I told you before, I won’t give you up again. Today, I’m promising myself to you forever in front of everyone who’ll witness me.”
“It seems silly to have such a big party.”
“No it doesn’t. They want to celebrate our love. That’s not silly.”
I smile and think of our families and the support they’ve given us since we reconnected.
Colt steps close and runs his finger over my collarbone where his name is etched into my skin, then down to where the curve of my breast meets the bodice of the dress.
“I can’t believe you chose this dress. I never pegged you for a princess.”
My heart falls a little. “You don’t like it?”
“I fucking love it. I want to hike it up over your hips right now and show you just how much.”
My grin can’t be contained. “Then you’d get to see my panties.”
“I want to.” He presses a tender kiss to my shoulder. “I really fucking want to.”
A soft knock on the door has me turning my attention from Colt, and a smile spreads across my face as soon as Sean’s face appears. God, he’s so handsome with his black Stetson on his head and the slight shadow of dark stubble gracing his jaw. The two men are perfect contrasts, and I can’t believe I’m this lucky.
“Don’t start without me.” Sean’s low rumble does things to my body. If I were actually wearing panties, they’d be soaked.
“How about a preview?” My teasing tone is tight with desire.
Colt’s brows lift and he gives me a sideways smile. “Are you kidding? Of course. We’ve got fifteen minutes until showtime, a little something to tide me over until tonight is exactly what I need.”
I slowly hike my skirt, lifting until my cowboy boots are exposed. The guys both grin and I know they’re happy to see I didn’t completely abandon my nature for our wedding. “You know how I feel about heels.”
“We’re not here to talk about shoes. Show us what you’re wearing under that dress, wife,” Sean growls.
“I’m not your wife.” My voice is breathy and needy just from the arousal in his words.
“You will be.”
A shiver runs down my spine. I will be. He’s right. I’ll be Sean’s wife legally, but Colt’s wife in every way that really counts to us. The three of us bought this ranch together, spent countless hours building it into a sanctuary for broken horses, and now, we’re sealing our bond and forging ahead with the lives we want.
“Now, stop talking and let me make you come before you walk down the aisle.”
Colt’s hands trail over my decolletage, his rough working man’s fingers the perfect contrast to the softness of his lips as they follow his touch. In response, I pull my skirt up higher, higher, and spread my thighs in welcome to Sean.
“Bare? You naughty girl.” He’s scolding me, but he drops to his knees and drags his fingers up my inner thigh.
“I didn’t…” I have to stop and moan when he parts my folds and sinks one finger inside. “God, I didn’t want any more obstacles between us.”
“Fuck right, you didn’t. Now, the door is thin, and there are people outside. I’m going to lick your pussy until your screams are only quiet because Colt is kissing you. Then, we’re getting fucking married, bunny.”
I nod. There’s no way I’d argue with him. Sean delivers on his promise while Colt kisses the lipstick right off my mouth and by the time we’ve freshened up, I’m sure everyone will know what the three of us were up to. I couldn’t care less. The two of them leave me and I make a few finishing touches to my makeup before heading outside where my men are waiting. The sun is setting to the sound of the soft hoot of an owl, and I’m walking toward my fiancé’s with nothing but happiness in my heart.
I got my fantasy at a wedding in wine country one year ago. Now I’m getting my forever.
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